The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.

                                
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                                  In al the chirche / god so saue me
                                
                                  ¶ Ye / god amende defautes / sire quod she
                                
                                  Algates / wel come be ye / by my fey
                                
                                  Graunt mercy dame / this haue I founde alwey
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                                  But of youre grete goodnesse / by youre leue
                                
                                  I wolde prey yow / þat ye nat yow greue
                                
                                  I wole with Thomas speke a litel throwe
                                
                                  Thise curatz / been ful necligent and slowe
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                                  To grope tendrely a conscience
                                
                                  In shrift in prechyng is my diligence
                                
                                  And studie / in Petres wordes / and in Poules [folio 86b] 
                                
                                  I walke / and fisshe cristen mennes soules
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                                  To yelden Ihesu crist / his propre rente
                                
                                  To sprede his word / is set al myn entente
                                
                                  ¶ Now by youre leue / o deere sire quod she
                                
                                  Chideth him weel / for seinte Trinitee
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                                  He is as angry / as a pissemyre
                                
                                  Though þat he haue / al that he kan desire
                                
                                  Though I him wrye a-nyght/ and make hym warm
                                
                                  And on hym leye my leg outher myn Arm
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                                  He groneth lyk oure boor / lith in oure sty
                                
                                  Oother desport ryght noon of hym haue I
                                
                                  I may nat plese hym / in no maner cas
                                
                                  ¶ O Thomas / Ie vous dy / Thomas / Thomas
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                                  This maketh the feend / this moste ben amended
                                
                                  Ire is a thyng that hye god defended
                                
                                  And ther-of/ wol I speke a word or two
                                
                                  ¶ Now maister quod the wyf er þat I go
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                                  What wol ye dyne /? I wol go ther-aboute
                                
                                  ¶ Now dame quod he / Ie vous dy sanz doute
                                
                                  Haue I nat of a capon / but the lyuere
                                
                                  And of youre softe breed / nat but a shyuere
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                                  And after that a rosted pigges heed
                                
                                  But that I nolde / no beest for me were deed
                                
                                  Thanne hadde I with yow hoomly suffisaunce
                                
                                  I am a man / of litel sustenaunce

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Title: The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 221
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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